to fall or stumble upon
for most of the darkening hours that were
she hid silently behind a clouded night sky
when she finally appeared
her unto herself
an old moon in a bright new year
she was masked by the trees
with just a hint of golden light
faint as her casting
it was enough to catch my eye
and silence me so
it called for 6-10 inches of snow in the mountains
all in a matter of hours
then the rain would reside
i woke my love
and shared how i wanted to see our river in white
i wanted to see the snow
i wanted to touch the snow
i wanted to smell the snow
i wanted to hear the snow
i.just.wanted.to be.in.the.snow
trying as hard as i might
attempting to entice my love and our littles
of a little snow white
i shared how this would be the opportune time
to take our truck for a little test run
it made it to the sun shining mountains with a few minor glitches
but since its rebuild it hasn't set foot on white
after hours of hymn ha~ing through the day
my love sat up and said lets go
i sprang from my seat and scurried away
an hour and a half up and same coming down
my love said it will be a short run
the clock spoke of one thirty one
and the rain was to set with high flailing winds between five and six
nearly minutes after the clock struck two
we were on the road
chasing the snow
as we headed out of town
it was a dark and dreary mess
but once we hit the road of the mountainside
my heart skipped a beat
as it became a wintery wonderland
well sometimes good feelings die hard and quick
just about half way up
it became apparent that our little road trip
was coming to a screeching white halt
there was no place to go
except off the next exit
if ever we wanted to make it home before morn
inevitably we made the turn
my love paused for a moment
and decided to sneak onto a road less traveled
this man he knows me well
he knows my mind
he knows my heart
he knew there was a camera at hand
so we were granted with a quick little stroll
and a bit of a nature call
on a side note if you please...when looking at our truck ...you will notice a lovely blueish purple tint
though great for blocking the sun...it makes for a bit of a struggle to photograph when you are inside
hence why you will see a hint of blue at times
with darkness slowly on the rise
and the winds and rain kicking in
it was our time
to hit the main road
and make our way home
it might not of been what i was i hoping for
there were no rivers of white raging so
just mile upon mile of blanketed trees
but seeing the land all covered in white
was plenty for me
Orison Swett Narden once said:
with thanks to our wee littlest one for supporting and capturing me as i pondered this thing called blood
i have found many of excuses this past month
came up with zillions of reasons as to why i could not go
when really
there was no truth in even one
i knew it was something i wanted to do
i am not the easiest one
one poke leads to another and then another
with the high hopes of a nurses voice saying
no worries i can get it this time
it isn't until they wave the white flag and surrender to a higher one
that a needle finally slides into the place it belongs
then it is in co operation
of my blood wanting to leave my body
there have been many of times it has just flat out refused
resulting in just a few mere drops
so as much as i felt the desire and need to go forth
to step up and donate my first pint of blood
yesterday morning it dawned on me
we were officially falling into the final days of january
and i had yet to do this one little thing
i began dragging my feet
looking outside
seeing the dark fogginess of the day
saying to our littles well maybe tomorrow
then i realized
this is a conversation i have had to have with myself every now and again
i could be held queen of procrastination...a kingdom of maybe tomorrows
i know myself quite well
and so i picked myself up
flung myself and littles into our car
and we slowly made our way downtown
an hour or so later
we were walking back to our car
and in the end
the story unfolds
It has been said:
januarys moments are a bit tantalizing
the freshness of air
the simplicity in being outdoors
balancing the contrasts of warmth and cold
the light of day lasting an hour longer
star filled skies
teasing delights of sunshine
a wave of unexpected sadness
comfort in knowing she was and is at peace
haunting reminders of lost connections that run deep both near and far
Dr. Seuss Once Said:
it has been few and far between that i have walked away from a week feeling completely at ease
feeling or expressing great happiness and triumph
walking away from many moments feeling jubilant
one father marks a turning point in recovering
our lives slowly beginning to return to their rhythms of once was
a mailbox being filled with letters from afar
silent pick me ups laced with love
time with pen in hand
art through that of different eyes
rain subsides
simmering in the goodness of life
Rumi Once Said:
there is a unquestionable fondness i behold
wrapped within januarys dawn and dusk skies
when darkness arrives
it beckons with light
the softness of pinks
tainted with golden hues smeared throughout
silhouettes and shadows reflecting
mingling perfectly
the contrast of dark and light
a sense of warmth is given
as it slices finely through the crispness of winter
a dance begins
as dawn and dusk unfold
when something extraordinary comes from the ordinary
do you see what i see!?!
in darkness she rose
crisp and clear was the evening
silence by the stars that hung
her light shone through our window bright
beaming
as she waxed unto her fullest
ever so round
though being her smallest upon this night
makes me think
9...2
a january storm
winds that spoke far beyond a howl
rains that came with a fierceness that spread
one fire place roaring
many moments of just being
no needs to be met
having only one place that was calling
a sense of time at hand
embracing each day as they begin unfold
John Boswell Once Said:
